Immature students

If you think that Uni will be filled with smart intellectual beings who speak in only philosophical terms and wear only suits and smart-casual wear, then I am sad to report that you thought wrong. I remember thinking that Uni will be awesome because I would be leaving the land of the immature to travel to a well-refined place of study.

But upon arriving at Rhodes I saw that nothing had changed. People still hung out in their cliques, people still played stupid and mean jokes on each other and people still enjoyed laughing at others’ misfortunes. I thought I was high school again. That’s how bad it was.

You would think that Sociology students would be able to debunk the normal and try to go beyond the appearance of a thing and find its meaning, but apparently not. In one of my Sociology lectures the lecturer played us a song called ‘Dear Dickie’. The students did of course did not listen to the song but instead came up with lame toilet humour jokes to throw at the lecturer upon the songs ending. This made me question the future of the country since these people will be the leaders of tomorrow.

Will they come up with a cure for cancer with the aid of Vodka and Cain?
Or will they be elected President with their beautiful jokes and dancing skills? (Wait its already happened ala Jacob Zuma)
All I know is that I’m not looking forward to the future…